Undead Beast Master: Living Solely for My Desires

With a grunt, Zaroht opened his eyes.

It was another day.

"Oh, I really don't want to get up!" he complained as he massaged his forehead.

The bed that he spent a small fortune on was good… too damned good! Now, Zaroth had to fight abattle each morning he woke up, as he didn't want to get up.

The softness of the mattress was simply perfect, as it embraced his body, making him not want to get up.

"Stand up, honey."

Hearing the alluring voice of Luna, he grimaced, 'Oh, she is going to bother me ag—'

He couldn't finish his thought as his nostrils smelled something delicious, so naturally, his eyes followed the scent.

Unintentionally, his mouth opened a bit in awe as he struggled to contain his emotions.

In front of him was Luna, wearing a simple black apron that was tight around her body. But the thing that excited him wasn't the apron itself, but rather the fact that she wasn't wearing anything underneath.

He gulped audibly. "What are you doing?" he barely managed to mutter.

She raised an eyebrow as she pointed to the tray with pancakes that she was carrying in her left hand.

"Breakfast, what else?" she spoke casually as she put it on the table.

'Is this some strange tactic to get me out of the bed?' he wondered to himself.

He might have questioned its effectiveness, but before he even realized it, he was already on his feet.

His gaze wasn't on the delicately cooked pancakes, however, as it was locked on her body, or more exactly, on the side of her body, as that part was naked.

Her breasts were visible from the side, as well as her bottom.

Before he realized it, he had already extended his arm forward with the intention to undress the apron from Luna's body and expose her body in all its glory.

Before he could, however, she grasped his hand with her own as she smiled flirtatiously.

"Didn't we agree that you will see me naked only after being able to do 100 pull-ups?"

He frowned at the question, it seemed that he had almost forgotten it. It wasn't like he was far from reaching the goal, as he was able to do 60 now.

Of course, Luna being his beast, he could have simply ordered her to undress and she would have no choice but to comply, but Zaroth wasn't that kind of man. Even if he was living for his desires, he wouldn't force someone to do that, no matter if it was a human or his beast.

The reason was simple, it would be much more pleasurable to get certain things when both parties wanted them. So he was content to wait until he reached the number that he and Luna had agreed on before.

With a sigh, he sat on the chair and brought the pancakes to his mouth.

"Shit, this is good! I didn't know you could cook so well! Why was I the one that did the cooking until now?!"

She simply smiled at the question as she sat in the chair and watched him eat silently.

Even the act of simply sitting—especially considering her current clothes—made his blood hotter, so he tried not to pay her any attention as he shifted his gaze to the bed.

A second later, realization hit him.

'Huh… this time I didn't struggle to get up… was this her plan all along?'
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*****

"Zack is late," Roran muttered as he glanced around the lecture room.

It was two minutes before the lecture began, and Zack was nowhere to be seen, which was rare since the man was usually always on time. Even Zaroth was here before Zack, which was certainly a rarity.

"Hello, guys," just a minute before the lecture began, Zack appeared.

Everybody shifted their gaze to him.

"Hey, man, why do you have dark circles under your eyes? Stayed all night reading that book you rented?" Zaroth asked.

Zack always scratched the back of his head.

"No, actually, it was just that I felt like I was being stared at the whole night, so I couldn't get a wink."

Before the others could ask for more, Elysia entered the room, and everybody became silent, it seemed that conversation was for later.

*****

The time for lunch had arrived, so after picking a table to sit on, everybody concentrated on Zack.

"You can speak with us if something's amiss, you know?" Lily's voice carried a hint of worry.

Zack laughed awkwardly. "No, really, it's just all in my head, probably…"

"I doubt it,"

Roran responded, catching Zack off guard.

"What exactly are you worried about? Even if your paranoia was just in your head, there was a reason for it to exist in the first place, right?" Roran, despite speaking coldly, was clear that he was worried about his friend.

"Well, truth be told, you can say that I don't have the best relationship with my family…" Zack admitted as he glanced at the ceiling.

Zaroth raised an eyebrow. "How bad are we talking?"

"Well… it's possible that they want me dead… so much so that they have assigned someone to do the job."

Everybody's eyes on the table widened but failed to find the words to comfort the man.

Zaroth had trouble imagining such a scenario. His mother—his family—was one of the most important things in his life, so much so that he spent so long looking after her before she died. So trying to imagine his mother hating him wasn't something that he could do.

At that moment, he realized how little he truly knew about his friends. Of course, as all of them had agreed that they weren't going to share certain things, he wasn't going to press for answers, just as they didn't press him. But it still felt shitty, considering they were friends.

He still remembered the moment when all of them went above and beyond to transform him into a mature person, just so he wouldn't embarrass himself on the date with Elysia. Actually, it was quite possible that the only reason he was able to taste her lips in the first place was because of his friends' efforts to prepare him as much as possible. So, he wanted to return their kindness.

At the end, Roran sighed. "Well… you don't seem certain, so I take it you don't have any proof?"

Zack shrugged, showing that he didn't.

"So let's assume that it's in your head, we have to make you calm down somehow," Roran spoke.

"And if you say that you feel eyes watching you, there is always a chance that what you suspect is correct. As such, it's better if we go somewhere away from the public. That way, if someone is following you, we'll be able to sense them." Lily joined in.

"So it has to be a quiet place that can help him relax and also be away from people?" Roran muttered as he massaged his forehead, trying to come up with a solution.

"Actually, I have an idea."

Everybody shifted their gaze at Zaroth, awaiting his next words.

"There's one thing that I've always wanted to try but never had the chance to— I say let's go fishing."